And in bed, deep inside the building, are all the headaches that won't go away. The failed kidneys, the rashes, the ragged-edged… — Jenny Downham Bed Copy Share Image
Should we say something?’ Cal asks. ‘Goodbye, bird?’ I suggest. He nods. ‘Goodbye, bird. Thank you for coming. And good luck. — Jenny Downham Bird Copy Share Image
I imagine horses in the engine, their manes flying, their breaths steaming, their nostrils flaring as they gallop. — Jenny Downham Flying Copy Share Image
“As Zoey turns to face me, I realize that life is made up of a series of moments, each one a journey… — Jenny Downham Life Copy Share Image
I shrug him off. 'Can't you just go away?" There's a moment. It has a sound in it, as if something very… — Jenny Downham Broken Copy Share Image
